Origineel
[Intro: Spoken]
Welcome back
To another episode of Phillip On Ya
I’m your host with the most, Phil Allgood
And in today’s segment, we have with us Pastor Slickback
Here to talk about Azizi Gibson ’s new album
PreHISTORICTILLdeath
Let’s jump right into it
[Verse 1: Azizi Gibson]
Yeah, uh
I got my sippy cup, got my girl, we gon’ fuck shit up
We gon’ find a cut, maybe fuck, cause we rolled joint up
Don’t you stare at us, glare at us, get your sockets bust
Fuckers popping up saying “Rap boy, you lame as fuck”
[Hook]
I burn your studio down, nigga
Just to prove that I’m that I’m the Grim Reaper
I burn your studio down, nigga
Just to probe that I’m the Grim Reaper
[Verse 1]
Shit I’m thin as fuck, beam me up, need to rent a tux
Looking super lust, God will say “Boy you looking good”
While I smoke a blunt, on the trunk, on my [girl she?]
Always rolling up on your ass [?]
[Hook]
I’ll burn your studio down, nigga
Just to prove that I’m the Grim Reaper
I’ll burn your studio down nigga
Just to prove that I’m the Grim Reaper
[Interlude]
(Laughter)
Told you the truth
(Why don’t you believe?)
Take your life in a second
(Yeah, evil niggas can wait, let’s go, fuck it)
[Verse 2: Azizi Gibson]
Uh, I was on my baking shit, getting cake, come and have a taste
Bet you like this view, Vegas trips, yeah it’s sweet as hell
Straw-berry fields, booty feels, and the boobies real
Let em’ gucci nails, cutie still, with them doobie feels
[Hook]
I burn your studio down, nigga
Just to prove that I’m the Grim Reaper
I burn your studio down, nigga
Just to prove that I’m the Grim Reaper
[Verse 2]
Now we smoking L’s, drinking ale, says she went to Yale
Bet that pussy stale all that studying come over here
I’m an engineer, let me steer, pull up to the pier
With no fear, oh yeah, fuck up out of here
[Hook]
I burn your studio down nigga
Just to prove that I’m that nigga
I burn your studio down nigga
Just to prove that I’m that nigga
[Outro: Grim Reaper]
You motherfuckers is delusional
You need to worry more about yourself than worry about what the fuck I’m doing
Grim Reaper here, signing the fuck out
[Azizi Gibson]
Prehistoric
La-la-la-laa, ba-doom, na-na-naa
Gu-gu
[Sample]
Woo! We ain’t playing no games out this motherfucker
1+1, 2, 98+2, Azizi motherfucker
Ain’t no games being played, hoe
Man, shit’s so motherfucking chill
Niggas need to chill
Shit is so fucking chill
I can’t fucking stand it
It’s so fucking good
What the fuck?
Vertaling
[Intro: Gesproken]
Welkom terug
Bij een nieuwe aflevering van Phillip On Ya
Ik ben uw gastheer met de meeste, Phil Allgood
En in het segment van vandaag, hebben we bij ons Pastor Slickback
hier om te praten over Azizi Gibson ’s nieuwe album
PreHISTORICTILLdeath
Laten we er meteen in springen
[Verse 1: Azizi Gibson]
Yeah, uh
I got my sippy cup, got my girl, we gon’ fuck shit up
We gaan een snee vinden, misschien neuken, want we hebben een joint gerold
Staar niet naar ons, staar naar ons, krijg je moffen kapot
Fuckers die opduiken en zeggen “Rap boy, you lame as fuck”
[Haak]
Ik brand je studio af, nigga
Alleen om te bewijzen dat ik de Magere Hein ben
Ik brand je studio plat, nigga
Om te bewijzen dat ik de Magere Hein ben
[Verse 1]
Shit ik ben zo dun als wat, beam me up, need to rent a tux
Ik zie er super wellustig uit, God zal zeggen “Jongen je ziet er goed uit”
While I smoke a blunt, on the trunk, on my [girl she?]
Altijd rollend op je kont [?]
[Hook]
Ik zal je studio platbranden, nigga
Om te bewijzen dat ik de Magere Hein ben
Ik brand je studio plat, nigga
Just to prove that I’m the Grim Reaper
[Interlude]
(gelach)
Ik zei je de waarheid
(Why don’t you believe?)
Take your life in a second
(Yeah, evil niggas can wait, let’s go, fuck it)
[Verse 2: Azizi Gibson]
Uh, I was on my baking shit, getting cake, come and have a taste
Bet you like this view, Vegas trips, yeah it’s sweet as hell
Straw-berry fields, booty feels, and the boobies real
Let em’ gucci nails, cutie still, with them doobie feels
[Hook]
Ik brand je studio plat, nigga
Just to prove that I’m the Grim Reaper
I burn your studio down, nigga
Just to prove that I’m the Grim Reaper
[Verse 2]
Nu roken we L’s, drinken ale, zegt dat ze naar Yale ging
Wedden dat dat poesje muf wordt van al dat studeren en hierheen komen
Ik ben een ingenieur, laat mij sturen, ga naar de pier
Met geen angst, oh ja, fuck up out of here
[Hook]
Ik brand je studio plat, nigga
Alleen om te bewijzen dat ik die nigga ben
I burn your studio down nigga
Just to prove that I’m that nigga
[Outro: Grim Reaper]
Jullie klootzakken hebben waanideeën
Je moet je meer zorgen maken om jezelf dan om wat ik verdomme doe
Grim Reaper hier, wegwezen.
[Azizi Gibson]
Prehistoric
La-la-la-laa, ba-doom, na-na-naa
Gu-gu
[Sample]
Woo! We spelen geen spelletjes met deze motherfucker
1+1, 2, 98+2, Azizi motherfucker
Er worden geen spelletjes gespeeld, hoer
Man, shit is zo motherfucking chill
Niggas need to chill
Shit is zo fucking chill
I can’t fucking stand it
It’s so fucking good
Wat krijgen we nou?